When my father and his brother finally got everything situated they were off. They began by buying a round trip plane ticket to Turkey. Turkey was a safer and a more convenient country to get to America.
There they met up with a man that knew someone who knew someone from their village. Now this part got a bit fuzzy when my father told me the story, but he help my father and his brother get into Greece.
Greece was beautiful my dad said. This was the waiting ground between them and America.
In Greece there were at lot of other Chaldean immigrants waiting for their green card to be able to come to America. He said you could just smell the freedom.
To get on the American Red Cross waiting list to be eligible for a green card, you had to be interviewed. So my father and Peter walked in and were both interviewed separately on their life story; why they wanted to go to America, why they left Iraq and so on and so forth.
The average waiting list time was said to be five years. That’s five years! In the meantime, my father and his brother decided to get a job and try to make money.
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